Chapter 69
Or perhaps, there is another version of this story in the mind of Chu Zhao, who controls the sun and the moon in his hands.
When Yin Lang came to find her, she was holding a bowl of homemade fried yogurt in front of her, trying the immersion mode with a serious expression.
Chu Zhao gave up when he didn't understand halfway through trying.
So while he stood outside, she scooped yogurt with one hand and tapped the holographic screen with the other, looking at her unfinished product.
It’s not that Yin Lang wanted to see this. The truth is, the nature and location of this glass greenhouse - he had heard Chu Zhao call it that - are really special.
It was originally transferred to Chu Zhao because he was nearly discovered and had to temporarily leave this accident-prone place. But when he wasn't paying attention, his mental power actually became attached to this era. This was a bit troublesome.
Yin Lang looked at the glass hand inside, his silver eyes slowly turning to the other side.
In the house that Chu Zhao had not yet discovered, the comfortable waves behind her were sleeping quietly. If he did not come to take it back, these mental powers would be more awake tomorrow.
He couldn't control the fragments; he couldn't have a glass hand move in and a second eye appear.
Yin Lang knocked on the door. His upright posture made Jingwei almost mistake him for a bionic robot.
Jingwei was puzzled. The last time this visitor came, his blood flow record and pulse were normal. He didn't look like a bionic person. And there were no bionic people now. Nebula had never allowed bionic experiments to exist.
Yin Lang noticed Jingwei's slight doubt, but he couldn't control the leakage of his spiritual power. He waited quietly for Chu Zhao to come.
The mimicry experiment was discovered, and Jingwei could not take care of him for the time being. There would be time to deal with it later.
Chu Zhao immediately stood up and opened the door. She found that the fried yogurt was about to fall and called out "Glass Hand". This was something she had nothing to do. She only tried to test it beforehand: "Boss?"
.Calling anything else seems a bit weird.
The boss's glass hand silently supported the fried yogurt. When Chu Zhao went to pick someone up, he saw it tentatively sniffing around the bowl through the window, then hiding far away.
Chu Zhao found it inexplicably funny. Boss, do you not like sweet things?
Yin Lang still had a gentle and calm expression, and now he looked even more like the snow on the top of a mountain, about to melt. "Excuse me for disturbing you, but I think there is a troublesome matter that may require my help."
The boss's glass hand was silently floating there. The moment Yin Lang stepped in, he suddenly wanted to run. Coincidentally, Yin Lang also stretched out his hand at that moment, and his mental power was ready to move!
Chu Zhao thought that it was unscientific to use a corpse to revive, so he didn't want to reveal more awe. He watched the chase. Suddenly, because of his careful observation, he found that the landlord seemed surprised that the glass hand wanted to run away?
Even his mental strength failed several times.
Yin Lang:.
He stood there and thought for a while, attributing this to the fact that his mental power had left his body. Some time ago, it used waves to report to him every night how irregular Miss Chu's work and rest were.
But Yin Lang was not so nosy. He said in a good-tempered manner: "Miss Chu, can I borrow your house?"
Chu Zhao had already hid in the corner with his hands pushed forward, meaning, use your strength, the fight between gods should not involve a time traveler like me!
After a half-hour break, Yin Lang walked slowly and without breathing heavily. Seeing that Glass Hand was in a mess, he withdrew his mental strength.
Chu Zhao was actually sitting cross-legged next to the flowerpot in the corner, holding the holographic screen, concentrating on watching the new video he had just edited.
Yin Lang: My work and rest habits are a bit bad.
She complained of neck pain the day before yesterday. Now she is sitting like this. It will only hurt more tomorrow.
"Ms. Chu."
No response.
Yin Lang was silent for a moment. After Glass Hand approached him timidly, he sat down and listened to the newly edited video with Chu Zhao from two meters away.
Why doesn't she learn her lesson?
At this moment Chu Zhao was sighing in his heart.
The summary time for the first round of PK competition is midnight today. She has observed the battle situation. In the next few days, one or two dark horses will emerge and overtake her. However, she can at least get into the top eight with her big and small accounts, so she is ready to just stay put.
Today, the fans cried so hard that they really didn't have the energy to cry anymore. She suddenly felt like cutting candies again, so she decided to post a comparison collection. Well, she cut it anyway.
She is not afraid of putting away the blade when it comes to abusive scenes, let alone sweet scenes, which she is even more adept at. However, watching the scenes in the video, she couldn't help but hold her chin with one hand and sigh why it is so difficult to be together.
Compared with "Fu", "Qu" is as beautiful as a fairy tale. The scene does not start with someone chatting, but with the perspective of a carefree military school student.
She had a good sense of command, but her attitude was not very correct. She always liked to slack off during every competition. She was caught again that day. It was obviously her who turned the tide, but because she secretly left early, the general who came to inspect caught her.
While others were training, she was the only one being trained.
Next to a group of cadets, the general who was scolding suddenly said, "What did you say?"
Meng Qiao shouted: "Marshal Ying Ying was like this back then!"
The sound of the mecha's neat mechanical joints turning suddenly stopped, and then the deafening sound was replaced by a very crisp, but equally not to be ignored - "step".
Military boots landed.
Marshal Ying Ying, wearing a crimson cloak and surrounded by senior generals, turned her head. Under the brim of her hat were a pair of eyes that looked like washed sea glass, without any emotion or arrogance. But just this one glance made people understand why she could lead the Thirteenth Army, which was said to be the most difficult to train.
Everyone knows that Marshal Ying Ying's temperament is unpredictable, but in combat, she is the most unquestionable and reliable one.
Marshal Ying Ying's expression remained unchanged: "Call her over."
There were only two scenes. A pair of military boots landed on the ground, and a leader surrounded by people calmly called the troublemaker among the freshmen to come over, and everyone held their breath.
I just feel that this is Marshal Ying Ying.
Meng Qiao did not dare to act rashly and obediently went outside the training room. In front of Marshal Ying Ying, she was just a child, and her height only reached Marshal Ying Ying's nose.
Marshal Ying Ying is undoubtedly tall, with a strong waist and beautiful fingers. He is the marshal that the entire nebula dreams of. There is an inappropriate and sloppy saying in "O in Group A". Who doesn't like a beautiful and powerful alpha?
Marshal Ying Ying is just right for this role now.
She pinched her fingers, and the mechanical combat gloves with mechanical bones were half shining with cold light, which complemented her perfectly.
Marshal Ying Ying pressed his fingertips on the bones of his right hands and slowly dissected them: "Don't you like training?"
Meng Qiao: ".No."
Marshal Ying Ying's glass-like eyes fell on her epaulettes again. She was now gentle and calm. Everyone was frightened. The Thirteenth Army understood Marshal Ying Ying's strict requirements for military management.
"If you want to learn from me, go get the record for best conductor now."
There was a teeth-grinding mechanical collision sound, and the mechanical skeleton was pulled out neatly and the gloves were taken off.
Marshal Ying Ying smiled, and now the pressure in the air was relieved a little. She handed it to the adjutant Zuo Lin behind her. Both of them had a lot of epaulettes, which was from a very formal occasion. Otherwise, they couldn't wear so many epaulettes on a normal day, and they couldn't wear them all.
Marshal Ying Ying raised his eyebrows: "I will allow you to miss the training."
Meng Qiao said bitterly: "There are many powerful people."
Marshal Ying Ying glanced at her. What he meant was, do you still need training?
Meng Qiao understood that only when he reached the level of a marshal who could defeat hundreds of enemies at the same time and win the championship could he ignore training.
Just as I was thinking about how to excuse myself, someone came over.
At this time, it can only be Marshal Pei Shiyun.
No one dared to speak up to disrupt the atmosphere when Marshal Ying Ying was giving instructions. Marshal Pei Shiyun was quite natural. He was also wearing military boots, and naturally walked over to her shoulder. They were the same height.
His aura was much more restrained than Marshal Ying Ying's, but that didn't mean he didn't put pressure on people. "Did you just try Qiuyue?"
Marshal Ying Ying pressed her fingers. She was not wearing gloves, so she was naturally not used to it. When he came over, she leaned towards him slightly without being noticed, and her tone was not revealing: "The mecha made by the Academy of Sciences this time is good. You can try it when you have time. The lethality has been improved."
Pei Shiyun: "If you really need it, I'll help you."
Marshal Ying Ying knocked on the transparent glass, indicating that the instructor who greeted her did not need to come to ask for instructions and continue training. She even took the time to answer him, saying lazily, "Can I still afford a marshal to assist me?"
But it doesn't mean rejection.
Marshal Pei Shiyun took the opportunity to ask for the pair of gloves from Adjutant Zuo Lin. He didn't know what he was going to do with them, but he looked at Marshal Ying Ying when he spoke, and said slowly: "Marshal can't afford it, but I, Marshal Ying, can still use it at will."
Marshal Ying Ying smiled and glanced at the training situation inside: "Let's go."
Meng Qiao immediately bowed and watched him leave.
She looked at her and said, "Train well."
Meng Qiao looked at Marshal Pei Shiyun.
"It's useless to look at him," Marshal Ying Ying raised his eyebrows, "He was also a good student model back then."
have to.
Meng Qiao did not give up: "Can you find me a partner who is ranked first?" Since there was no chance of getting first place individually, Meng Qiao thought about partnering or competing in a team competition.
Marshal Ying Ying: "Marshal Pei?"
Marshal Pei Shiyun also looked at her: "It's useless to look at me. I also relied on Marshal Ying Ying in the past."
Marshal Ying Ying touched his wrist and threw the restraint bracelet away. Marshal Pei Shiyun caught it without changing his expression and pretended that he was not hit like that.
The person walked away, but the voice remained. It was Marshal Pei's:
"Can you please give me some face in front of the new students?"
Ying Ying still had that lazy tone, with a half-smile on his face: "Commander Pei got the position of marshal because of me, what face do you need?"
Marshal Pei Shiyun smiled but did not refute.
When the two adjutants were about to follow him, he turned around and said, "No need to follow." The two adjutants looked at each other hesitantly and slowly stayed where they were.
Meng Qiao asked honestly, "Is it too late for me to hook up with the number one commander now?"
They thought the two marshals were not talking about business. In fact, as they walked through the circular corridor they had walked through during their training, they were still talking about "Autumn Moon".
"Its combat performance is still very strong, but it's obviously not for us. It's for Qingli."
Pei Shiyun was not surprised and adjusted the parameters of the gloves: "Qingli and Jingwei can merge well, and she will have a great chance of winning if she commands remotely in the future."
He turned his head to look at her, and sure enough, she had a calm expression.
Pei Shiyun retracted his gaze and did not immediately return the adjusted mechanical gloves: "Qingli was also a military academy student who won several league games."
Ying Ying continued to walk forward: "She is too young. She has been promoted from a higher league level. What can we do at that time?" She said calmly: "People are transferred to the front line in batches. Military academy students have no time to grow up."
Qingli is a military cadet who is being forced to grow up fast.
Pei Shiyun: "If Yu Can were alive, she could fight alongside her."
Ying Ying stopped and stood on the suspended track, overlooking the huge and orderly military academy below, where mechas were arranged in formation and cadets performed their duties. "Jingwei's identity is too special, Xu Su may be tied there for life. But he was able to develop Qiuyue, I think he must be very happy."
Pei Shiyun: "He should be very happy to be able to develop the mecha that Qingli needs."
Ying Ying: "Is he happy? Or is it because Qingli's current status is awkward and he has to use his former status as a high-ranking general to stabilize most of the people in this star field?"
She whispered: “To them, mechanical life is another kind of life after all.”
Pei Shiyun stared at her for a long time, waiting until she was about to leave. He handed her the mechanical gloves and said with a faint smile: "If Xingyun needs a successor again, I will tell them to merge me with you."
This attitude expresses support for mechanical life.
Ying Ying snorted and laughed: "Marshal Pei Shiyun's spiritual power is so gentle, can it be fused with other spiritual power cores? Not necessarily?"
Pei Shiyun joked: "Yes, so if you can't integrate my spiritual power core, you can only smash it."
Ying Ying was stunned.
Pei Shiyun walked forward with a normal look on his face: "If we can't stay together for long in life, it's not bad to sleep together in death."
Marshal Ying Ying glanced at his back and said, "Why not bet on who will be the first to win the league." She said lazily, "There's no point in thinking about these nonsense."
Pei Shiyun didn't answer.
Even if those things that provoked him had not happened, she always knew better than anyone whether he was calm and rational or a hidden madman.
He didn't have to emphasize to her that they didn't want to live together but only to die together. In the context of the end of the battle, he seemed a little unreasonable.
Even so, when they reached the end, the French windows blurred the figures of the two marshals. But they clearly saw Marshal Pei Shiyun bending his arm to take Marshal Ying Ying's military jacket, and then they leaned against each other's shoulders.
Marshal Ying Ying said calmly: "You should also restrain yourself."
She didn't sound angry, but she could tell that Marshal Pei Shiyun also knew that she knew the truth and smiled silently.
Pei Shiyun turned his head to look at her.
I heard Ying Ying casually end the conversation: "Don't be so crazy."
He smiled.
Oh. He tries. Not so crazy.
[Ahhh, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu! The happy ending that I have always dreamed of, wu ...
[Ahhhhh this whisper is too emotional, the world's number one madman is being controlled by the cold-looking Marshal Ying Ying, so they are talking casually, and Marshal Pei Shiyun is also happy to have his lifeblood controlled by Marshal Ying Ying at will]
[That’s right, that’s why Marshal Ying Ying is not worried at all! Because even though Marshal Pei Shiyun still can’t stand stimulation now, in peacetime, as long as Marshal Ying Ying is alive, he can’t go crazy.]
[I made a mistake. I originally thought Marshal Pei Shiyun was the kind of person who was cold and affectionate. I never expected that he was a hidden lunatic (the content has been blocked)]
[It’s not really a crazy criticism, I can only say that only Marshal Ying Ying’s words are effective]
[How awesome! The Council actually dared to provoke these two marshals and caused a big mess by provoking them]
[I said, this is the normal development. This is the logic that the two marshals use when facing the conference court. They just don’t take it into account at all! They only discussed the latest achievements of the Academy of Sciences the whole time. What does the resolution of the conference court mean?]
[So this should be the timeline after everything is over. Qingli can exist independently in front of people and can even regain the rank of general by controlling the mecha (woohoo)]
[It was so beautiful. Just watching them walk side by side into the sunset with their military jackets at the end made me feel so sweet that I almost fainted (crying)]
[And, and, there’s also Wei Heng ah ah ah]
But Wei Qi appeared in the laboratory of the Academy of Sciences. She looked like she should be at least a professor. She wore a white coat and picked up a test tube in the specially modified laboratory. Then she turned to her assistant and said she wanted to pay attention to their cell activity.
Another group of people came with Marshal Zhu Heng, observing the progress of their experiment outside. Wei Qi turned around when he saw him raise his eyebrows and looked at him, then turned back.
Zhu Heng's eyes followed her movements and fell on the petri dish.
The dean next to him introduced: "This is the result of our latest experiment, the mutation of species in space. The purpose of this experiment is to preserve the good genes of some plants while promoting the positive evolution of bad genes."
Marshal Zhu Heng looked at the dean.
Sure enough, the dean quickly continued, "It is hoped that it will be possible to transform the physique of the old humans."
Marshal Zhu Heng: "The specific plan will be submitted to Admiral Qingli for evaluation. Only when all domains approve it can the plan proceed. Prevent the mimicry life experiment from happening again."
"Of course, of course. The Academy of Sciences has already submitted it, and Professor Wei is the first person in charge."
Marshal Zhu Heng's attitude was not harsh. He was gentle as he walked and talked. His shadow on the glass walkway intersected with Wei Qi's shadow inside. He paused for a moment and looked up at her.
Just a glance.
“Is the Academy of Sciences busy?”
"This." The dean didn't know how to answer. Of course, she was very busy. But she had just heard that the two of them had a quarrel because they were apart more than they were together.
Zhu Heng: "If you are really busy, why not hand over part of the analysis work to Jingwei who is good at calculations? Admiral Qingli will assist in the review, and the location of the laboratory can also be moved."
He paused: "It is also convenient for leaping."
The dean smiled, expecting something: "Of course, of course."
Walking to the end of the visiting corridor, others were packing up their things, and Wei Qi was also cleaning the table. Marshal Zhu Heng looked at them for a while and said, "Wei Qi, it's time to get off work."
The adjutant looked at his nose and his heart, pretending not to have guessed that the marshal had chosen this time just to pick up Miss Wei from work.
Wei Qi opened the password door and took his hand. A colleague came and let go, smiling and saying, "See you tomorrow."
The colleague had obviously seen this couple many times. He nodded to her and Marshal Zhu Heng. On the way back, Marshal Zhu Heng's voice became more and more blurred as he went further away: "Why did you leave me behind?"
Wei Qi: "Who left you behind?"
Zhu Heng: "I won't turn on the filter mode for you when I get home."
Wei Qi snorted, as if no one knew how to drive.
In the empty corridor, a screen suddenly lit up. The blue light was not like the Jingwei before, it was very gentle, and the frequency of flashing was also like the eyes of the gods cast into this world, very large but still human-like.
He is imitating humans.
Also performing duties.
When he flew back, he said: [Winning rate 97%. ]
In the corridor, flying next to Professor Xu Su was an identical dragonfly-like physical aircraft.
He stretched out his hand and the aircraft shook to avoid his hand: "It's still too high. Qiuyue doesn't need you to be so powerful."
He developed Him so that people would not be afraid of Qingli.
The god does not understand the game of human hearts. He thinks quietly for two seconds and flashes: [Calculated based on Marshal Ying Ying's combat efficiency. Refer to my previous combat template.]
Xu Su smiled: "That's fine."
He lowered his voice, stretched out his hand, and the aircraft landed in his palm. The words "tactile simulation" began to appear on his blue screen: "I overlooked it. You are so powerful."
He said in a serious tone: [People are more likely to feel fear. ]
Xu Su didn't care anymore: "There is no battle. As long as the marshal agrees, you are invincible."
He said slowly: "No one can expel you."
He slowly flew up: [I want to listen to Stray Birds. ]
Xu Su: "Yeah. Where did you read it to?"
He searched his memory, but Xu Su did not look at his archive. He just brought up the screen with one hand and said as he walked: "Let's start with the clip you said you wanted to hear last time. Don't record it."
【Not recorded.】
Xu Su smiled: "You'd better be."
He was silent for two seconds.
【I want to record. 】
"No."
【.】
"Tantrum?"
[Jingwei doesn't know what it means to lose temper. ]
Xu Su glanced at him. He flew far away, not wanting to be touched or simulate the sense of touch, and even changed his name to Jingwei. He said softly, with a smile: "I see you understand a lot."
He suddenly flew farther.
In the shot where "He" gradually disappears, the picture further expands, and looking down from the suspended orbit, one can see a prosperous scene of mechanical floating in the air, with mechanical houses lined up one after another, ships and spaceships crisscrossing in the air, and tiny nanorobots creating another paradise at a higher altitude.
His figure is hidden in the clouds, and every fluttering hair is extended not to accept the template, but to guard like a protective shield under the dome.
Protect the entire nebula.
The blue screen jumps with words: [Jingwei just doesn’t understand. ]
As these words were written, the picture turned to the deep starry sky, the vast universe, then to the blue sky and white clouds, a clear sky, and finally landed on a tiny spiritual power core.
Many people in white coats surrounded it: "Keep observing it and see if there are any more fluctuations?"
"Professor, the theory of space-time collapse is not accurate. The fact that it can see an image does not mean that it is the future itself."
“It’s not really the future, but as long as it’s here, it’s within reach.”
It is one ten-thousandth of the countless possibilities of time and space.
But once they prove it's feasible, the future is within reach.
[Within reach! I burst into tears (crying loudly)]
[It's so warm, I feel like even corpses feel better (sobbing)]
[Is such a future really possible? It makes me want to dream QAQ]
[The interaction between the gods is so cute, I am dying of cuteness, they are still repeating after they fly far away, Jingwei just doesn’t understand]
[Qingli, a cyber god who is easy to understand]
[Wuwu ...
[I am dying over Wei Heng's sweetness TVT but why is the shot so short?]
[Ah, I want to see kisses and stickers, are they all so sweet? This is the only sweet I got in a month (knock on the head)]
[I like Wei Heng very much, I like him very much]
[Admiral Qingli is really cute and reliable]
[Marshal Zhu Heng: I won't filter you when I get home. It's hilarious. Such a mediocre threat (doge)]
[Ahh, we changed the location so that she can get to and from get off work more conveniently. He should come too. Marshal Zhu Heng, you understand love. We can’t be apart even for a day.]
[Someone, cuff the hands of those who don't want to hold hands. I want to see who dares not to hold hands!]
[If you don't hold her hand, turn off her filter mode! Marshal, be tough! ]
[Haha, sugar, this is actually sugar (chew) (lie down and taste) (smirk) (rub belly and look forward to more)]
[That's all? There are so many be's and one he, there's still a lot more to come! I want to see it!]
[For example, how did Marshal Ying tell Marshal Pei to stop being so crazy? How did he persuade and suppress him? Ah, I really need it! Hurry up, Master! You can't rest like this!]
[We are looking for Lingbo's address at a high price, and we will train with the pigeon spirits together. We will not let them leave work unless they cut ten haircuts a day! ]
【Updated! 】
Chu Zhao who was watching: What you are watching is what I just edited.
I'm still squatting here after you guys finished reading, thank you.
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